The last week of January, 2000, we got just over four inches of snow. That was the most since the blizzard of '73, and the first real blanket since we moved here.
By the time we built the snow man we had already used up the two rolls of film that we had on hand, so pictures of him will have to be added later. OK, it's later now. Here he is.
The front yard:
Trying to get home from work:
The swamp bays aren't used to the weight of snow. Toby thinks it great sport.
Wearing her white wig.
Neither rain nor soforth:
But the mail didn't come for two days.
We don't like to put more than four on a page if we can help it; the World Wide Wait is long enough. But there are more pictures on another page.